This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 Excerpt: ...I want him to calm me down, if anything. I was talking with Mrs. B. and Mrs. C. the other day. They are patients of his. And if he doesn't get his nerves in better shape, they'll have to go elsewhere, too." Now I didn't want this patient, so I put some temporary stopping in the tooth, told her that I should need to see her weekly for a month, ahd that I should regard ber as Dr. Grouchy's patient and dismissed her. Then I called Grouchy on the 'phone. "Jim, I want you to take a bite of lunch with me." "Can't to-day, Bill. In fact, I can't get out to lunch. Mrs. M.. whom you sent me a couple of years ago, is coming at my lunch time." "No, she isn't. She may be due, but she'll not be there. She's just been here and told me some things you ought to know. That's why I want to lunch with you before I forget them." "In that case, I'll be there at twelve." When we were settled at the little table in the corner, I said, " Jim, how long have we been friends'I" "About ten years," said he, " ever since I came here as a cub out of school and you sent me a few patients to help keep me from starving." "I've been your friend ever since, and I'm going to do you a friendly act now which you must take in the right spirit. Mrs. M. has just left my office after asking me to do her work." And then I told him what Mrs. M. had said, mentioning the other names. That made him stop and think. You see his wife could suggest and plead with him and it wouldn't have much effect, because he'd think be knew so much more than she did. But when his very best patients started to leave him, when the fruits of all his industry began to crumble lxffore his very eyes, and to crumble at the top, too, it came home ...